Who doesn't love Tuscany? And what's not to love? Living in Rome since 2010, I almost forget sometimes that I lived in Tuscany for 6 years. But when I go back, I remember instantly! The light, those pinks and blues, only in Tuscany. Via San Francesco,
Orvieto is one of many gorgeous Umbrian hilltop towns. But I swear, Orvieto is different, special and lively. You can just feel it in the air. The people who live here take impeccable care of their city and it's not a big place, so everyone knows and
If you read last week's post about painting in this spot I won't repeat myself (though I would love to just for the sheer excitement of the thing). Suffice to say that this painting was painted in the exact location where J.M.W. Turner once sketched
My Italy workshop schedule has finally been all worked out for this year and I wanted to share what's coming up and opportunities for us to paint and sketch together for the upcoming year. Here they are: Watercolor Sketchbook & General Oil Painting Course at Arte Umbria This 7
One habit that could be potentially very annoying to other people if you happened to be in the car, is that if we get into the car to go painting, we drive and drive and drive, then circle back, get out, get back in and
What excitement winter brings with all of its moody weather.Rain, then sun, then clouds and huge gusts of wind. Never a dull moment. Painting on a small dirt road near Bolsena Lake this afternoon was very exciting. Though it is a lake you wouldn't know it by
Sometimes painting in the rain is just as fun as singing. Sometimes. Yesterday was a fight against the rain, getting soaked at every turn and trying to compromise between finding the best place to paint and being realistic about keeping the canvas dry enough to work
Did you ever countdown the days at school before the big field trip? I always did.I've always loved to get out, see the world and do something new. For the next few days I have the opportunity to stay in the Umbrian hilltown of Orvieto and paint.While
One morning I woke up early and ran to the window only to not see anything, well anything except fog. Normally this would be cause to either go back to bed or have a leisurely breakfast. But in Venice it means grab your gear and